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Precious pretty mark of mine
adorn my skin like artwork
A scandalous Van Gough
You painted my flesh like the starry night
I feel beautiful
My neck, pretty in pink and purple
more precious than any necklace composed of diamonds and pearls
I hold you there among the mauve hues of love.
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